There are so many things that inspire me as of late. My soul is singing. It feels as though something is on the horizon rising up fresh and new. I feel my hands tightening around it, afraid an abrupt departure is looming. Maybe because the emotion is familiar.
Like a fair weather friend it comes and goes. Please stay old friend... I've missed you
Like a fair weather friend it comes and goes. Please stay old friend... I've missed you
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